Anoushka... The super star...

I'm not the lovey dovey mom.... Not at all... I'm the strict Bengali mother... The one whose deepest love is only surpassed by her deepest scorn for all outward displays of affection...but sometimes I feel thankful for a daughter who can understand me, who can actually tell me: "mummy you only get angry when I don't eat" or "mummy you ave zero patience but you love me", she really says these things... And that "mummy you get spacey and cranky when you get up in the morning"! But I feel it's all worth it, being the bad mom, forcing her to eat, read, write, when her teacher writes about her: " Anoushka is our star student this week. She is a very hard worker. Her writing is super super neat and she can even write in cursive. She has been making great choices when playing with friends."